Chapter 122 Michael, Pay the Bill First

"There were no upsets tonight. We won all the teams we should have won. The Spurs, Pistons, and Timberwolves all tied the game at home," Thibodeau said.

"Those who should lose don't lose, and those who should win don't win. There are no upsets, and it's boring to watch." He Zhongqiu shook his head and sighed.

"That's right. If the Spurs, Pistons and Timberwolves lose two games in a row at home, the media will definitely be very lively tomorrow," said the madman.

"Ha ha……"

There was laughter in the locker room.

Thibodeau also smiled and said, "The scores of the other three games were not very different, except for the Lakers, who lost to the Timberwolves by 28 points, 91:119. The Timberwolves played really well tonight."

"Such a high score?"

He Zhongqiu was a little surprised. He scored more than 119 points tonight, and the whole team scored just points. But the Timberwolves scored points? The Lakers are so useless!

Thibodeau said: “Their point guard, Troy Hudson, who was the third-highest scorer in the regular season, stepped up and scored 37 points.

With Garnett's 35 points, Szczerbiak's 21 points, and backup guard Mark Jackson's 12 points, a total of four players scored in double digits, three with 20+ points, and two with 30+ points.

In addition, they grabbed rebounds well. Garnett grabbed 20 rebounds alone, and the team grabbed 17 more rebounds than the Lakers. "

At this point, he thought for a moment and added: "The Lakers' bench lineup is too bad. Seven substitutes scored a total of 16 points, and three of them didn't score a single point."

"Coach, where's Kobe?" Alan Houston asked.

Thibodeau looked at the data sheet and said, "28 of 9 shots, a hit rate of only 32.1%."

"It's okay, not worse than our outside shooting. Our outside shooting normally has a hit rate of more than 30%." He Zhongqiu said casually.

"I have a bad temper, everyone come together and beat him!"

The madman next to him threw his towel over first, then rushed over while yelling, but was held back by He Zhongqiu's arm, and couldn't get close to him with his claws and fangs.

"Ha ha……"

The locker room burst into laughter.

After the chaos subsided, He Zhongqiu remembered something and asked quickly, "Coach, how is Stoudemire doing?"

Thibodeau looked at the stat sheet again and said, "76:84, the Suns lost by 8 points. Stoudemire played 28 minutes and performed averagely.

他前三节被邓肯防得7投0中，总共10投2中，2罚1中，得到5分8篮板1助攻1盖帽2失误3犯规。”

He Zhongqiu said with satisfaction: "Duncan is a good old comrade. He didn't let us win anymore. As for me, I won't watch the Spurs get eliminated in the first round."

"Ha ha……"

The locker room burst into laughter again.

……

At this time, Patrick Ewing, Oakley and Larry Johnson were being interviewed by the media on the sidelines of the court.

"Patrick, do you want to say anything about Wolverine's performance tonight?" asked a New York Times reporter.

Ewing seemed to be in a good mood, even smiling a little, which was rare, and said with emotion: "Great."

"Gone?"

The reporter waited for a few seconds and found that Ewing didn't say anything, so he asked quickly.

"Ah."

Ewing nodded seriously.

The reporter was speechless. King Kong, your words are golden, can't you say a few more words?
He then asked: "Patrick, the Knicks' evaluation ceiling for Wolverine is you. Do you think he can eventually reach your level?"

Ewing grunted for a few seconds before saying, "I think it's entirely possible for him to reach my level, and if he doesn't have a major injury, he might even surpass me."

The reporter asked again seriously: "Do you mean that the Knicks will have a super center again?"

"Well, yes." Ewing nodded.

Oakley said at this time: "Wolverine's mentality is really good. In the last 45 seconds, he took 6 free throws without any hesitation."

"Ha ha!"

When the people around heard Oakley's complaints, they all burst into laughter.

An hour later, a press conference was held.

"Wolverine, Stoudemire only scored 5 points and 8 rebounds tonight, which is far from your statistics. Do you have anything to say?" asked the ESPN reporter.

"I just want to say, Tim Duncan, comrade, the little bully is still a child, how could you defend him and only score 5 points? It's inhumane! Haha, haha..."

He Zhongqiu's face was filled with sorrow and anger, and at the end, he couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha……"

The people in the hall didn't react until He Zhongqiu burst into laughter.

“Hehe… hum…”

Xu Jicheng laughed so hard that his whole body shook and he made a pig-like sound.

There was a media reporter from Phoenix present, who was very angry. After the scene calmed down, he shouted, "Wolverine, are you making fun of the Bully?"

He Zhongqiu's face turned serious and he snorted, "I was laughing at you Phoenix media. The Little Overlord did play well in the G1 match, but you used it to imply me. What? Am I not qualified to laugh at you?

My best rookie award was chosen by the North American media, I didn't snatch it away. Are you from the Phoenix media dissatisfied?

If you are not convinced, just hold it in. Otherwise, let the little bully climb over my head. If he has the ability, I will give the trophy to him. "

"Clap clap clap..."

The New York media has always been the boss of the American media. They did not give face to the Phoenix media reporters and started applauding on the spot, very enthusiastically.

"Mid-Autumn Festival is so domineering!"

Xu Jicheng shouted loudly while clapping.

"..."

The reporter from Phoenix blushed and was speechless.

After the press conference, He Zhongqiu and Xu Jicheng chatted for a few words and then parted ways.

……

"Ewing: The league is about to welcome a new super center." The New York Times.

The next day, an interview with Ewing appeared on the front page of the New York Times sports section.

In response to Ewing's words, many current and retired NBA stars expressed their opinions.

As a Suns legend, Barkley said in an interview with the Cleveland Plain Dealer: "I think Ewing's view of the Wolverines is a very positive one.

This is the expectation of the Knicks for Wolverine. There is no doubt that Wolverine does have the potential to become a super center.

But Wolverine's fighting style is too violent, too brutal, and too barbaric. Not to mention the lethality to others, it is actually destructive to his own body.

Once he gets seriously injured, which is very likely given his playing style, his condition will plummet. This has happened countless times in the league.

If you ask me what the future of Wolverine will be, I would conservatively say that Wolverine may not be able to reach Ewing's level.

Why? It's simple. Ewing has the most comprehensive skills among the four super centers, so even if he was seriously injured several times, he is still one of the four super centers.

But Wolverine doesn't have Ewing's skills. If he gets seriously injured and loses his current athletic qualities, does he still have a future?"

The media also interviewed David Robinson, one of the four super centers. The reporter asked: "David, many people say that the reason why Wolverine scored 1 points and 2 rebounds in Game 30 and Game 12 was because the opponent was too weak. As a super center who played against him in the regular season, what do you think?"

David Robinson hesitated for a moment before saying, “I want to be sure that this factor does exist, because Magloire’s defensive strength is indeed not strong enough.

Some people say he is a third-rate center, some say he is a second-rate center, so at best he is above third-rate and below second-rate.

Magloire is not strong enough to prevent Wolverine from entering the basket, but his pace is not as good as Wolverine's. His close defense cannot limit Wolverine's movement under the basket, and he is often stuck behind, resulting in failure of front defense.

But despite this, we cannot deny Wolverine's excellence, otherwise it would be discrimination.

His strength and confrontation allow him to occupy an advantageous offensive position under the basket.

His jumping ability allows him to get closer to the basket, and he can even attack the basket from two meters away from the basket, outside the reasonable collision zone."

"So do you think he has a chance to grow into a super center?" the reporter asked again.

David Robinson said: "In terms of physical talent, definitely. In terms of basketball skills, he is also improving very quickly, I think so too, but this needs to be seen after one or two seasons based on his skills. It is impossible to be sure now."

It was almost eleven o'clock when He Zhongqiu got up.

After washing up, it was almost time for lunch. Yang Xue was not seen in the living room. Only Philip was playing games.

"What game is so fun?" He walked over and sat next to it.

"World of Warcraft III: Frozen Throne will be officially released on July 7st. I have applied for the internal beta test qualification. Do you want to play it?" Philip said.

He said angrily, "What the hell, it's all in English and I can't understand it."

"Haha, then you should learn to read and write as soon as possible."

Philip smiled and introduced: "This is an online multiplayer role-playing game. The entire game world is very well designed, and its history is longer and more complete than that of Europe.

Mid-Autumn Festival, I'm not kidding you, this game is fun, once you get addicted, it will definitely speed up your English learning."

"What you said makes sense. In order to learn English faster, please register an account for me when it is released."

He got up and went to the kitchen to take a look. Yang Xue was learning how to fry steak from Mary.

"Sanjin, Mary said that veal steaks should not be overcooked. Do you think the heat is ok?" Yang Xue said, pointing at the pot when she saw him.

He took a look and said, "It has to be well-done anyway. I don't eat it raw."

"I know. I'll make sure it's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside and cooked through." Yang Xue said with a smile. At this time, his cell phone rang. He opened it and saw that it was Xia Song's call.

"Hey, Brother Xia, is there any result?"

"I passed, I passed the audition just now." Xia Song said over there.

"Okay, help me congratulate Brother Jing." He said happily.

"Brother Jing passed the audition?" Yang Xue asked happily.

"OK."

He nodded, and Wu Jing's voice rang out over there: "Mid-Autumn Festival, thank you!"

"What?"

He said, "Brother Jing, there are no good action directors in Hollywood crews. They are all just one-on-one fights. You should design your own moves and try to become an instant hit like Li Lianjie."

"I don't dare to compete with Brother Jie, but I will definitely prepare carefully."

Wu Jing chuckled and said, "By the way, several of our actors will receive firearms training with Tom Cruise. The instructor is a former British special operations expert. There are a lot of shooting scenes in the film, and I will also have the opportunity to shoot."

"Then study hard and teach me when you have learned it. Maybe I will need it in the future." He said immediately.

"no problem."

After talking to Wu Jing for a few words, he hung up the phone.

A few minutes later, Zhang Heli and six other people arrived.

They are all flying to New Orleans today, so Yang Xue decided to travel with Zhang Heli and the others so that they could have someone to look after them. The tickets have been booked, and He Zhongqiu invited them to have lunch before setting off together.

After lunch, He Zhongqiu sent them to the taxi, and he and Philip drove to the training base.

When he arrived at the base, he saw Ewing, who told him that he had signed an assistant coach contract with the management for a total of three years.

The flight was at 2 o'clock and arrived at the airport at around 5 o'clock in the afternoon. He called Yang Xue, but the call didn't go through. Their plane should still be in the sky.

After he got on the bus at six o'clock, Yang Xue called to report that she was safe and had just landed.

After checking into the hotel, it was already 7:30 before the Knicks players had dinner.

After dinner, tonight's game had already started, and a group of people came to the bar again, booked a large room, and watched the two G3 games in the Eastern Conference.

After watching for a few minutes, He Zhongqiu's phone rang. It was Anne Hathaway's phone.

He walked outside and answered the phone and said, "Hello, Ms. Kidney, do you want to go on a date? If you can take three thousand critical hits a night, I'm willing to accept it."

"roll!"

Anne Hathaway, who was sitting on the table preparing to drink Chinese medicine, cursed angrily: "Beast, I will never touch you again in my life."

"Haha..." He Zhongqiu laughed triumphantly.

Anne Hathaway was so angry that she gnashed her teeth. She had never imagined that there really were cows that could never be worked to death, and there really were fields that could be plowed to pieces. She had encountered such a weirdo, and after just two months of indulgence, she was almost drained dry.

"Tell me, Annie, what do you want to talk to me about?" He Zhongqiu asked.

"Please help me buy an old ginseng in China. The doctor last time said that my body was overdrawn. It would be best to get a forest ginseng that is thirty to fifty years old. There is no such thing in the United States." Hathaway said.

"Ha ha……"

He Zhongqiu laughed again.

"Did you hear that?" Hathaway said with mixed feelings of shame and anger.

"Okay, I got it. I'll ask someone about it later. That thing is not easy to buy." He Zhongqiu said with a smile.

After sending this woman away, he felt a little worried. How would he find a wife in the future when he was so strong?
But it was not a big problem. Although his Qi and blood were strong, he could still control it at his level, and the harmony between Yin and Yang was close to perfection.

It's just that he had no control over Anne Hathaway, and two months of excessive exploits led to the woman being overdrawn.

Thinking of this, he felt very sorry for the woman and decided to get her a good ginseng as compensation.

He then dialed Yang Xue's cell phone. He had prepared both the phone and the card for her.

"Three pounds?"

"Sister Xue, I have something to ask you. Can you help me find out which Chinese medicine store sells old ginseng? I'd better buy one or two for martial arts practice."

"Okay, but this kind of thing is hard to buy."

"The price is fine, the sooner the better."

"Okay then, I'll call back now and ask everyone to help find out."

"well."

He turned around and called Xia Song and Wu Jing, asking them to help inquire about it when they returned home.

……

In Game 3 of the night, the Nets defeated the Bucks away, and the Digital Team also defeated the Green Team at home, each taking a - lead.

Meanwhile, the Mavericks in the West defeated the Trail Blazers three times on the road and got the match point.

However, the Kings were defeated by the Jazz on the road, with the two sides tied 2-1.

The next day, on the 24th, the Mavericks, the only team to get a match point, received widespread praise from the media.

Mavericks leader Dirk Nowitzki was praised by the media to the hilt because of his outstanding performance and received all kinds of praise.

他在G1战中轰下46分10篮板，命中率59.3%，G2战中状态有些下滑，只拿到25分9篮板，命中率32%。

But he broke out again yesterday, scoring 42 points and 10 rebounds, with a shooting percentage of a terrifying 75%, and 6 of 5 three-pointers.

After three series, he averaged 37.7 points and 9.6 rebounds per game, with a shooting percentage of 54.2%, which is absolutely a super-giant performance.

Suddenly, the Mavericks replaced the Spurs and became the favorite to win the championship.

At the same time, someone broke the news to the media that after the Pacers, the Trail Blazers, who had lost three games in a row, would also undergo a rebuild, and team leader Rasheed Wallace would be sold.

Immediately, a media outlet called Trail Blazers General Manager Bob Whitsit and asked, "Mr. Whitsit, is the management sure to sell Rasheed Wallace and rebuild the team?"

"NO, there is absolutely no such thing."

Whitsit immediately denied it.

But the biggest news of the day was Michael Jordan and the Wizards.

"What Michael Jordan and Abe Pollin had to tell!"

The New York Times used this title and published an article on the front page, briefly describing how the Wizards owner refused to sell the shares sold to him by Jordan back to Jordan.

As we all know, Jordan returned to the team with the intention of using his influence to boost the Wizards' market, but now he has been fooled by the capitalists.

After He Zhongqiu learned the news, since Jordan had called him last time, he also wanted to call to comfort him.

After more than ten rings, the call was finally connected. Jordan on the other end said, "Hello, Wolverine. Sorry, I was sleeping and didn't hear you."

He said, "Michael, are you okay? Don't be depressed. You have so many businesses. The Wizards are nothing to you. Don't commit suicide..."

"Shit, you damn rookie, are you mocking me?" Jordan on the other side was so angry that his head hurt.

"Nonsense, I was clearly comforting you." He immediately denied.

"You just said I have a lot of businesses, Wolverine, where did you hear that gossip? I don't have any investments at all." Jordan said unhappily.

"That's not right. You have companies in our country. I bought your shoes a few years ago. How could you not have invested?" he said in surprise.

"That's Nike's, not mine. I just get the dividends," Jordan explained.

"No, there are two Jordan brands, one is Nike's, isn't the other one yours?" he asked.

"What did you say? You have two Jordan brands in China?" Jordan was shocked.

"WC, isn't this a pirated copy?"

He Zhongqiu reacted and immediately shouted, "Michael, you have to pay me back. I actually bought your fake goods. I have to pay you ten times the price if it's fake."

Jordan was so angry that he vomited blood and cursed: "You idiot, you already said it was a fake, why are you asking me to compensate you? What's the situation with that company? Tell me quickly, I will sue them."

He Zhongqiu slapped his head and suddenly he figured it out. It seemed to be the case.

He said unhappily, "How would I know what the situation is? Just check it out yourself. By the way, Michael, friendship is friendship, but I'll pay you $100,000 for the information."

"One hundred thousand dollars?"

Jordan choked, but then he thought, if Wolverine hadn't told him, he really wouldn't have known about this situation. Thanking him was necessary, but it was absolutely impossible.

"Ten thousand dollars."

"Sending away beggars? Well, you are humiliating me. Let's fight one-on-one when we meet. I know you, but my claws don't know you."

"Asshole! Fifty thousand dollars at most."

"One hundred thousand. You won forty thousand from me last time. Pay me back double."

"Damn you, I won't give you back the money you won at the table even if you kill me. If you have the guts, win it back."

"Forget it, fifty thousand then."

"Wait for the check."

"Haha, Michael, are you serious? Well, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore. We can touch each other more when we have time."

"OK. Thanks, Wolverine."

(End of this chapter)